Molly pushes herself, and Owen, too, with one last stunt their first night in Vegas. Thankfully, he’s a good sport about it!
Excerpt from Go For It
“Will you go skinny dipping with me, Owen?”
When that sweet voice asked him, Owen knew there wasn’t a damn thing he could say no to.
“Of course, Molly.”
He could see the apprehension in her eyes so he stripped his shirt first. She gasped when he tossed his shirt at her, then giggled. He kicked off his sneakers then pulled off his socks. With one last glance around, he stripped his shorts and boxers down in one swift movement.
“Are you sure you won’t sleep with me tonight?” Molly asked with a slow lick of her lips, her eyes locked on his package.
Owen chuckled and hardened. “Not unless you’re sober, Mol.”
“I’m definitely sober,” she argued. She surged to her feet and nearly fell over. “Or maybe not. Fine. You’re right, but we’re going skinny dipping. Right now.” She stepped closer to him and shoved, catching Owen off guard. He toppled backward into the pool at his heels, making a huge splash.
He came up sputtering and determined. “You better get your cute ass in here, Molly. Or I’ll toss you in wearing that sexy dress.”
“My sister would kill me.”
“Then take it off and join me. The water feels great,” he teased, splashing the cool water onto her feet.
Molly giggled again then slowly pulled her dress off. Owen knew she wasn’t trying to drive him insane, but she was. The slow strip tease was doing things to him that he wasn’t sure he’d be able to handle, especially since he couldn’t even go back to his room and jerk off. She’d be there, too. Making him even harder.
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